10.Let Me In
Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter
In promises, a sea
We hold out our pans
Lift our hands to catch them
We eat them up, drink them up
Up, up, up
Hey, let me in
Hey, let me in
I only wish that I could hear you whisper down
Mr. fisherman, to a less peculiar ground
He gathered up his loved ones
And he brought them all around
To say goodbye, nice try
Hey, let me in, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in, let me in
I had a mind to try to stop you, let me in, let me in
I've got tar on my feet and I can't see
All the birds look down and laugh at me
Clumsy, crawling out of my skin
Hey, let me in, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in
Hey, let me in, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in
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